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Michele made her tongue stiff once again and pushed the tip as deep inside the cunt hole as she could.

"Fingers!" Bernedette called out. Michele understood.

The dark haired girl pulled her tongue from the cooze.

She looked at Bernedette's face between her heaving breasts.

Bernedette's nipples were just as hard and erect as when they were being directly stimulated by Michele's hands and mouth.

Michele placed three fingers close together for vaginal insertion.

She turned her wrist so that her thumb was on top. She pushed all three of those fingers deep into the cunt. She pushed them in all the way to the third knuckles. She then twisted her fingers around so that she would stretch the inner walls of the blonde's pussy flesh in every possible direction. She stopped with her palm facing the cloudless blue spring sky and began to work those fingers in and out. Just as she had done with the little girl's, asshole, she started the fingerfuck slowly and steadily increased the speed as she went along.

Michele could feel Bernedette's talented inner cunt muscles clamping down on those fingers snugly.

Michele knew better than anyone just what a talented pussy Bernedette had.

She could tighten her inner cunt muscles to squeeze on Michele's pinky.

Yet, on occasion, she had relaxed those same muscles enough to take Michele's entire fist up her cooze.

Bernedette began to push upward with her hips and slowly lowered the balls of her feet back down into the cool grassy 'earth. Her knees were still up in the air and pointing in opposite directions.

Michele pulled the fingers out of Bernedette's cunt and once again held them under her nose so she could savor the scent of her teenage lover's womanhood.

This time – being in a compulsive mood – Michele rammed those fingers into her own mouth so she could suck them clean.

She then blew cool air onto Bernedette's drenched cunt.

The little blonde shivered "Brrrrrrr!"

Bernedette shivered so hard that she looked as if she were trying to get out of her milky white skin.

The scent of sex was rich in their nostrils as Michele placed the tip of her right forefinger at the very top of Bernedette's swollen pussy slit.

She touched the little girl above the clitoris' foreskin and below the two tiny curls of golden pubic hair that grew on the base of her mound.

"Make me come!" Bernedette wailed with reckless abandon.

Michele pushed upward with the tip of her right forefinger.

The semi-circle of swollen flesh above Bernedette's clit pulled completely away from that throbbing love button, making the red erection exposed and available to Michele's knowing mouth.

Michele parted her lips and stuck out her tongue.

She placed the tip of her tongue directly on the clit.

She kept her tongue perfectly still for a couple of seconds.

But Bernedette's sense of time was altered by her arousal.

She thought it would take her dark haired lover forever to begin to move her tongue.

Michele rolled the clit around in a small circle.

She roiled the love button as if it were a marble in oil.

This was all it took to tip the little blonde over the edge into her tremendous, mind-boggling climax.

Bernedette began to snap upward with her hips, coming very close to smashing Michele in the nose with her hard pubic bone.

Bernedette was cracking her spine like a savage whip.

Michele found that she had to wrap her long thin arms around Bernedette's thighs to restrain her bucking.

Bernedette could feel the explosions starting in her pussy.

She felt as if her cunt's volcano were erupting.

She could feel the molten lava gushing from the slit.

The spasms spread and grew in intensity rapidly.

Soon the bliss had filled all of the blonde's lower torso.

Michele increased the pressure of her tongue tip on the clit.

The pleasure rolled like waves of thunder up Bernedette's spine.

The little blonde had her back teeth tightly clenched together.

The muscles at the sides of her jaw were tensed and protruding.

Her pleasure clustered in a ball of fire – like a comet – at the base of her skull and then entered her reeling brain.

At that moment Bernedette's back teeth came unclenched and her jaw dropped.

Her mouth fell gaping open.

The corners of her mouth were pulled tight.

Her jaw threatened to lock.

She let out a blood-curdling scream.

Michele began to flick back and forth across the clit as Bernedette saw little sparks in front of her eyes.

"CCCOOOMMMIIINNNGGG!!!" the little blonde called out in her shrill tone of unadultered passion and pleasure.

Bernedette felt as if she were drifting off of the ground – flying.

She felt as if she were soaring up into the cloudless sky.

Michele licked hard and fast across the spasming button.

Bernedette felt as if she had been launched into another dimension where there was no time and there was no space.

There was only sensation. And that was all that mattered.

Just when Bernedette thought that the spasms from her orgasm were bound to die down, Michele did something that the diminutive blonde had not anticipated.

Michele puckered her lips and allowed them to protrude.

She wrapped her lips around the convulsing clitoris.

At no time did she remove her tongue tip from that erection.

She began to suck, making sloppy wet noises with her mouth.

She drew the clit and the surrounding tissues deep into her mouth.

Her smooth dark cheeks were hollowed from the vacuum.

This brought Bernedette's convulsions of bliss back to full intensity.

Michele licked and sucked at the love button simultaneously until she was sure that Bernedette's fantastic orgasm was completely over.

All of Bernedette's muscles relaxed at the same time.

While she came she had been pressing against the earth as hard as she could with both the back of her head and the balls of her feet.

She had lifted her ass up off the ground and had arched her back as sharply as was physically possible.

When her orgasm was over she collapsed to the ground.

She stretched her legs out in front of her, toes unclutching.

She straightened her knees for what seemed like the first time in ages.

Bernedette continued to gasp as she struggled to catch her breath.

The blonde thought it was amazing that she could get more out of breath from an orgasm than she could by running a mile.

Bernedette could feel the ecstasy of her orgasm fading away.

It was being replaced by a deep, warm contented feeling.

This was the sensation of her post-orgasmic afterglow.

She could feel her pounding heartbeat slowly returning to normal.

Michele continued to lick lightly at the pink slit.

She stopped sucking at the clit when the climax ended.

Instead she licked at the entire length of the slit with the flat part of her tongue, just so she could drink down any of the tasty pussy juice she might have missed.

Michele them pulled her face out of Bernedette's pussy and rested her chin lightly on her mound.

Bernedette opened her baby blue eyes, revealing that they had welled up with tears during her come.

She smiled dreamily at Michele and then giggled.

"What's so funny?" the dark haired girl asked.

"Your face," Bernedette said with another tiny laugh.

"What's funny about my face?" Michele asked.

"It's all wet," Bernedette said with a sigh.

"And whose fault is that, Bernedette?" Michele asked.

The dark haired girl made a move to wipe her lips and chin clean with the back of her long-fingered hand.

But Bernedette stopped her by placing her fingertips lightly on the inside of Michele's slim wrist.

"No?" Michele asked, tilting her head a little to the right side so that her long hair spilled over that shoulder.